go get a condom,” I say, hating myself for not having a ready stash on hand.
“No, you don’t.”
My eyes light up at the thought of fucking her without a condom.
I grab on to her and start kissing her again as I push my cock at her entrance. She swats me away.
“What?” I ask.
She looks in the direction of her sweatpants. I grin as I reach down and pick them up off the floor. I dig through the pockets and find a condom, holding it up to her lips.
“Now, tell me, why do you have a condom in your sweatpants? You weren’t planning on seducing me when I got home, were you?”
She bites her lip. “No.”
I rip the condom open, roll it onto my cock, and then thrust inside her.
“Liar.”
Her nails dig roughly into my back as I thrust. I just can’t figure out if she is pulling me closer or pushing me away as I fuck her.
She wants this, but she won’t ever admit it to herself, let alone me.
I kiss down her neck. I kiss every inch of her breasts, all while fucking her with everything I have.
She moans and groans as she fights with herself, trying to decide if she should hold back or tell me how she really feels.
I’m not going to let her have a choice. I need the truth. Now.
I fuck her faster, pulling more groans from her strong body.
“Why are you afraid?” I ask without having to mention what specifically I’m talking about. We both know I’m talking about Lily.
I grab her hips, pushing harder into her slick opening.
Her eyes shoot wide, looking at me with terror. She doesn’t want to tell me. Or maybe she doesn’t want to admit the truth to herself, but I need to know.
“What are you so scared of?”
I push harder, holding on to her, not letting her go until I get an answer. I watch her breathing quicken. Her heart is racing, and her whole body is so alive that I know one flick of my tongue over her nipple would be enough to make her come. But I won’t let her, not until she answers me.
She fiercely looks back at me, trying to come on her own without my help. Her hand goes to her breast, ready to get herself off.
I grab her wrist, stopping her before she has the chance. She glares at me, but it’s just a mask for the fear.
“What are you afraid of?”
“You,” she says.
She moves her hips forward to rub her clit against me. It’s enough. I feel her pussy clenching against my cock. She growls deep in her throat as her orgasm rolls through her body.
I let go and fuck her hard until my own orgasm pulses through my body. She wants it to be a distraction. She wants me to forget her answer, but there is no way I can forget it.
We both come down, breathing quickly as we stare into each other’s eyes.
“Why are you afraid of me?”
“Because you’ve hurt me so many times before. But those times would be nothing if I let myself fall in love with you. You would break my heart.”
I open my mouth, but she kisses me, keeping any words from leaving my mouth.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep. You would break my heart. Now that you are with Lily, it can’t happen.”
The smoke detector starts blaring loudly. Victoria jumps off the counter and races over to where the chicken is burning on the stovetop while I fan the smoke away from the smoke detector.
She thinks I would hurt her. She’s right. I’ve made too many mistakes in the past when it comes to Victoria to be given a second chance. One big mistake comes to mind. When she finds out about it, she will never forgive me. But there would be nothing to forgive if she never found out.
We could start over. This could be our fresh start. It will be complicated with the whole Lily situation, but I’ve never wanted a woman more than I want Victoria.
“So, I lied. I can’t cook,” Victoria says, dumping the pan into the sink.
I grin before softly kissing her on the lips. “You are an amazing woman with plenty of skills, but no, cooking isn’t one of them. Good thing I can cook.”
She smiles, oblivious to my plan. She’s already mine, and she doesn’t even know it yet. I won’t ever hurt her again. I just have to find a way to prove it.
11
Victoria
I step out